I Saw Him

I heard there was a man
passing through our town.
They say He healed the sick and lame
but I was taking curtains down,
I did not see him.

I heard people running,
passed right by my door,
but I was busy tending
baby on the floor,
I did not see him.

They said he was from God,
that He had healed some one like me
I guess He may have been from God
I had to prune my tree,
I did not see him.

Alone, afraid, near death
no child, no home, all loss,
nothing left for me, I looked
and there upon a cross
I saw him.

©Sharron R. McMillan